Life is a Game

The first day of resumption of business was not busy, probably because many diners did not know that Tai Fung House had resumed business, and the occupancy rate was far lower than before.

Comrade Wang Xiulian was a little anxious about this, and it was not until Fang Mei analyzed the reason with her from a professional point of view that she calmed down and counted the turnover happily.

The restaurant has reopened, and the administrative staff in the lobby must be busier than the back kitchen staff. In addition, there is a new neighbor next door who is about to launch a violent offensive soon. Fang Mei's work on the first day of opening is extremely heavy.

Even Jiang Feng and the others cleaned up the back kitchen and prepared to pack up and go home. Fang Mei was still sitting in the lobby studying a pile of documents and reports.

The dim light made Fang Mei's face look haggard.

"Manager Fang, are you still leaving at this late hour?" Jiang Feng asked with concern.

"Let's look at the customer's evaluation, and then leave." Fang Mei smiled at Jiang Feng, "By the way, I have a question for you, little boss. Can Master Jiang's Chickpea Curd be supplied in large quantities?"

"I mean, can you do anything but him?"

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was taken aback for a moment.

"I just saw the evaluation of this dish by the guests who ordered chickpea curds. They are all very high. Mr. Xu Cheng also commented. If I remember correctly, he should be a very authoritative and famous person in the industry. A food critic. So I was thinking that if chickpeas can be supplied in large quantities, please let him do a little publicity, and it should soon become a star dish in our store." Fang Mei said.

"Manager Fang, I'm afraid this is impossible." Jiang Feng smiled wryly, "Chicken Douhua has too high a requirement for the cook's cooking skills. I guess only my third grandfather can do it. You know the physical condition of the third grandfather. After a while How many copies can be made in time is already the limit.”

Fang Mei nodded thoughtfully, and whispered to herself: "That can also be used as a star product with limited supply."

"Little boss, I also heard about the situation that our store is going to encounter recently this morning. My idea is that our store needs to create 1 or 2 star dishes that can attract diners, so that diners can come to us for these dishes. Eat in the store." Fang Mei said.

"Star dishes? Don't you count shredded yams and wontons?" Jiang Feng almost blurted out.

"There are also Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon and Watan Huadiao Chicken. These two dishes are also quite popular and should be regarded as star dishes." Wu Minqi, who was standing next to Jiang Feng, interjected.

Fang Mei explained to the two of them: "These dishes are of course considered star dishes, but the shredded yam and wontons are limited, and many diners don't like to rush to buy limited dishes. For most diners, the attraction is not that great, not enough to make them popular. They have to come to the store for a reason to eat. Both Babao Lixiangge and Watan Huadiao Chicken are for VIP users, and they are not attractive to diners with moderate economic conditions.”

"Before I went to Shanghai to work, I also worked in a high-end hotel abroad for a period of time, and I still have a certain understanding of western-style high-end restaurants. If the newly opened French restaurant can cook French food that meets the taste of Chinese people, even It’s pricey, and with its location and decor, it’s sure to attract a good portion of diners.”

"Our restaurant is actually taking a high-end route, and the price is much higher than that of ordinary restaurants. In this respect, the diner groups of our two restaurants are actually overlapping. The taste may not be able to crush the other side and win an overwhelming victory. Under such circumstances, I think we should seek new ways to attract moments, such as creating one or two star dishes that can target all diner groups."

"First of all, the taste of these dishes must be good. The price can be high but not too high. It is best to have a delicate appearance, which can be shared and shown off at all times, so as to spread on a large scale and attract new customers to eat in the restaurant." Fang Mei road.

Hearing what Fang Mei said, the name of a dish suddenly appeared in Jiang Feng's mind.

"Manager Fang, what do you think of Li Hongzhang's chowder?"

"The dishes have to be normal, not the kind that make people cry after eating." Fang Mei almost blurted out.

Jiang Feng: ...

"It's not the kind that makes people cry when they eat it. I mean to make a low-profile version of Li Hongzhang's chowder. You have seen this dish. It looks good and the pots are big. We can use smaller utensils to cook The packaging is the same but the appearance remains the same. Since the quantity is made smaller, the price can be lowered appropriately. I can assure you that the taste is basically the same, and it will definitely not make people cry after eating it."

"The most important thing is that this dish can be made on an assembly line, so you don't have to worry about the slow speed of serving it."

Fang Mei's heart was moved, she had seen Li Hongzhang's chowder before, and she had seen how miserable the guests who ate Li Hongzhang's chowder cried.

Before eating it, who would have thought that such a beautiful and delicious dish would make people cry after eating it.

"Well, I'll discuss it with other people tomorrow, and ask Master Jiang for their opinions." Fang Mei hesitated, and couldn't help but ask again, "Can you really guarantee that customers won't cry after eating?"

Jiang Feng: ...

To put it bluntly, you still don't believe me.

"It's absolutely guaranteed!" Jiang Feng's face was serious, and he almost said that I was willing to use my personality to guarantee this kind of nonsense.

"Then why did the customers you made before cry after eating them?" Fang Mei looked suspicious.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Ahem, this, that, it's actually, Manager Room, don't you think that eating dishes that make you cry is attractive to customers? If I remember correctly, there should be many customers in our store who come here to eat Li Hongzhang's chowder Bar."

Fang Mei shook her head.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Let's go back first, Manager Fang, you should go home early too." Jiang Feng put on a bright smile and dragged Wu Minqi away.

On the way back, Wu Minqi kept thinking about Fang Mei's last question.

"Fengfeng, I think Manager Fang's question is correct. Since you can do normal things, why didn't you do them before?" Wu Minqi asked.

Jiang Feng was speechless for a moment, silent for a long time, and walked half a block holding Wu Minqi's hand before saying: "It's just for the characteristics."

"Qiqi, don't you think... this kind of dish is actually unique?" Jiang Feng felt guilty at the end.

Wu Minqi nodded: "I also think it's quite unique. My grandfather often said that to be a chef is to cook dishes with your own personal style. Fengfeng, you are actually quite right in thinking so."

"By the way, Fengfeng, Master Huang should come to confirm with you about your second grandfather tomorrow. Have you thought about how to confirm this kind of thing? I asked Dong Shi today, and he said that your second grandfather passed away. I didn’t leave a photo quite early, and Master Huang’s master’s surname doesn’t seem to be Jiang, so you probably don’t have a photo of your second grandfather. Now that he’s gone and changed his name, how can you be sure about this kind of thing? I don't know if there is anything left to recognize relatives." Wu Minqi said.

"There will be a way." Jiang Feng thinks that this is not a problem, "If it is really impossible, let Master Huang cook two dishes, grandpa and third grandpa cook two dishes, and you will know if the masters are from the same school, it's easy .”

"Too."